On the green mountain peak that looks like a huge stone monument, several slightly crude attics have been built. More than a dozen boys and girls in coarse cloth robes are studying spells in the open space of the attic, which is very lively.
"Just a few days of practice here are enough to equal the results of several years of hard work. It's really amazing."
"Master, with his divine eyes like a torch, it is truly a blessing for our Qingxiao Sect to be able to use this 'Hollow Monument Mountain' as a dojo."
Although many young girls have cultivated in the realm of Xin Huo Xuan, their expressions are very relaxed. They eat in the wind and drink the dew on the stone peak every day, watch the clouds and gain enlightenment, and occasionally pick some mountain spiritual fruits to quench their thirst.
, but I ended up feeling leisurely and at ease.
The people of Qingxiao Sect accidentally entered the newly born Xiankong Mountains not long ago. The old Taoist leader even found this stone tablet mountain with the word "Xiankong" engraved on it. From then on, it was convenient for new people here.
He set up a dojo, occupied an underground space and settled down.
Strange to say, after everyone from the Qingxiao Sect settled down, an extremely solid translucent barrier gradually rose up around the hollow mountain range that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, cutting off all information for a while.
"Zhang Duduo, why don't you come over quickly and help? What are you doing there?"
A sturdy young man walked to the edge of the cliff valley and patted the "extra" Zhang on the shoulder, looking a little worried.
Zhang Duduo was not originally called Zhang Duduo, but he was dull by nature and not good at talking. He was usually the most silent among the many disciples of the old Tao, so he was given the nickname "Duoduo".
"Senior Brother Zhao Yuan."
Zhang Duoduo's shoulder hurt, and he finally came to his senses, turning around with red eyes.
When Zhao Yuan saw his appearance, he couldn't help being surprised and said, "How did you end up like this?"
"No...it's nothing." Zhang Duoduo looked gloomy and waved his hand half-deadly.
Zhao Yuan didn't think too much, just pulled the extra sleeves of Zhang's robe and walked towards the attic, saying: "Master has taken Junior Sister Yulan as my concubine, and we need manpower to decorate the bridal chamber. Don't be lazy here, hurry up
Come with me to help!"
Hearing the words "Junior Sister Yulan", Zhang Yuduo's expression became even more gloomy, his eyes numb, and he stumbled away from the edge of the cliff valley with Zhao Yuan.
Both Yulan and Zhang Yudu were from the Dushan territory. After being accepted as disciples by the traveling Qingxiao Sect Taoist, Zhang Yudu had always admired Yulan. However, he was timid by nature and his deepest thoughts had never been the same.
Never showed it.
A few hours ago, Yulan was called into Lao Dao's attic. When she came out again, she already had a charming look on her face and a flushed face.
Although the disciples were all young men and girls who had never done anything, they still knew how to make noises, so they clamored to build another attic as a bridal chamber for their master to fulfill their filial piety.
"Junior Sister Yulan, do I have to change my name to you as Senior Wife in the future?"
Zhao Yuan took Zhang Duo to the attic and immediately saw the girl in red dress surrounded by the disciples, and laughed loudly.
Zhang Duoduo was shocked and couldn't help but raise his head to follow Zhao Yuan's gaze, but he happened to meet the bright eyes of the girl in red that were looking forward and flowing like autumn water.
Yulan's fair little face was a little flushed, and she scolded softly: "What are you talking about!"
An ordinary-looking girl next to him said with envy: "If Junior Sister Yulan becomes the Master's Wife, she will definitely receive guidance from Master at any time. I'm afraid that she will soon be able to return to the true state, extend her life for hundreds of years, and enjoy the natural world."
Blessing to man.”
"Master, can you give me advice at any time..." Yulan lowered her head slightly, as if she thought of something embarrassing, and couldn't help but stretch out her bright red gauze sleeves to cover her face.
If a living being breaks into the state of returning to true nature, its life span can be extended by eight hundred years.
Zhang Yuduo stared at the hustle and bustle below the attic, and the tingling feeling in his heart became stronger. The surroundings seemed to gradually fall into silence, and in the end only the dim and broken shadows of the lights remained.
The lights went out, and it felt like a different world.
"Zhang Guansheng."
I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Yudu woke up suddenly, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, he looked around subconsciously, and said in panic: "Who is calling me? How do you know my name?"
Zhang Duduo is not called Zhang Duduo. In recent years, as the old Taoist has been wandering around, no one remembers his real name.
The voice seemed to smile softly and said again: "Zhang Guansheng, do you know where this is?"
Zhang Yuduo looked around and realized with great horror that this place was no longer in front of the attic of Qingxiao Gate, but a majestic palace that stretched for several miles. He was currently standing under the portal of this palace.
The gate of the palace is a thousand feet high, with four huge seal characters arranged horizontally on it, exuding a mysterious and mysterious ancient aura.
Bottomless demon kingdom.
Those who can be qualified to be called a "demon kingdom" must be the ancient forces that suppress the current world, such as the "Red and Purple Demon Kingdom" by the Liusha River.
Another example is the "Bottomless Demon Kingdom" at this moment.
Zhang Duduo was so frightened by those seal characters that he fell to the ground and stammered: "You...who are you...!?"
The voice smiled again and said: "Don't panic. The Shengkong Mountains have long been silent in the depths of time, and the bottomless cave has long lost its former mystery. As for me... I am the one who will help you achieve enlightenment."
Zhang Yuduo looked pale, looked up at the unreachable palace gate, and said in a trembling voice: "Shang Ling, please don't joke with me. Let me go back quickly. Master and all the brothers are still waiting for me. I can't
…”
"It's ridiculous! Zhang Guisheng, don't deceive yourself. No one in the so-called 'Qingxiao Sect' cares about you at all. I'm afraid that if you die here, only Zhao Yuan will look for you. If you don't find you, you will be gone."
When the time comes, I’ll just say a few words of salvation for you.”
After hearing this, Zhang Changsheng's face became even paler, his lips moved slightly, and he could no longer say a complete sentence.
The voice gradually softened, and he said seductively: "And the Yulan you admire, I'm afraid the old Taoist had stripped her naked and played with her wantonly. Didn't you see the flush on her face? That's the old Taoist in her.
What’s left on the body…”
"Shut up!"
Zhang Yuduo's face turned green and red, and he suddenly turned over and stood up, shouting angrily in front of the empty palace gate: "Shut up! Get out! Don't pretend to be a ghost! Get out!!!"
A ray of snow-white light and shadow hung down from the palace gate, slowly condensing into a slender figure.
The mottled light and shadow gradually dispersed, revealing a beautiful girl wearing a brocade-white dress and a cloud-patterned crown.
She walked up to Zhang Yudu, raised her eyebrows, and said, "I'm out, how are you doing?"
The faint fragrance of a girl filled his mouth and nose, and Zhang Yue's aura suddenly lost 90%. He didn't even dare to raise his head and look directly into the clear eyes of the girl in white clothes, and said calmly: "This...I..."